Thirteen Autumns And A Widow (Red October mix) Lyric Cradle of Filth LOVECRAFT AND WITCH HEARTS

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night
Her eyes betrayed spells of
the moon's eerie light
A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas
Bled
white and dead, Her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the
elements led
From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in
unease

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was
drawn
Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in
crests of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the
new-born
On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed
A tragedy crept
to the name Bathory

Elizabeth christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark
as this sylph
None more cold in repose
Yet Her beauty spun webs
Round
hearts a glance would betroth

She feared the light
So when She fell
like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She
sacrificed...
Mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall
But after
whipangels licked prisoners, thralled
Never were Her dreams so maniacally
cruel
(And possessed of such delights)
For ravens winged Her nightly
flights
Of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit
Torments to
occur
Half learnt from the cabal of demons
In Her
Her walk went to
voodoo
To see Her own shadow adored
At mass without flaw
Though inwards
She abhored
Not Her coven of suitors
But the stare of their Lord

"I
must avert mine eyes to hymns
For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin
He
knows that I dreamt of carnal rites
With Him undead for three long
nights"

Elizabeth listened
No sermons intoned
Dragged such guilt to
Her door
Tombed Her soul with such stone
For She swore the Priest
sighed
When She knelt down to atone...

She feared the light
So when
She fell
Like a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical rule
She
sacrificed
Her decorum as chaste
To this wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to
haunt
Her confessional box
Forgiveness would come
When Her sins were
washed off
By rebaptism in white....

The looking glass cast Belladonna
wreaths
'Pon the grave of Her innocence
Her hidden face spat
murder
From a whisper to a scream
All sleep seemed cursed
In Faustian
verse
But there in orgiastic Hell
No horrors were worse
Than the
mirrored revelation
The She kissed the Devil's phallus
By Her own
decree...

So with windows flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice Eve
She fled the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride Her favourite
nightmare
On winds without prayer
Stigmata still wept between Her
legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new hatreds
She sought the
Sorceress
Through the snow and dank woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine
twisted fates threw hewn bone die
For the throat of Elizabeth
Damnation
won and urged the moon
In soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in
shafts
To ghost a path
Past the howl of buggered nymphs
In the
sodomite's grasp
To the forest's vulva
Where the witch scholared Her
In
even darker themes

"Amongst philtres and melissas
Midst the grease of
strangled men
And eldritch truths, elder ill-omen
Elizabeth came to life
again"

And under lacerations of dawn She returned
Like a flame unto a
deathshead
With a promise to burn
Secrets brooded as She rode
Through
mist and marsh to where they showed
Her castle walls wherein the
restless
Counted carrion crows

She awoke from a fable to
mourning
Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep
Tolled by a priest,
self castrated and hung
Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry
The biblical
prattled their mantras
Hexes six-tripled their fees
But Elizabeth laughed,
thirteen Autumns had passed
And She was a widow from god and His wrath,
finally...

 

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